Jul 29, 2009

Et Tu, Dionysus?

Dionysus is known as the god of many names, many-forms, and a seat of ambiguity. Not only is he both masculine and feminine, his very nature is shape-shifting. By holding opposites in dynamic tension, he achieves his power of paradox like no other deity. --Carnaval.com

That cracks me up, because Charles Atlas promised to build muscle with his patented system of "Dynamic Tension".

Dionysus was identified with the lamb, and called "King of Kings," "Only Begotten Son," "Savior," "Redeemer," "Sin bearer," "Anointed One," the "Alpha and Omega." Hmmm....

Both Jesus and Dionysus were born of mortal women, both are "twice born", both are associated with fertility symbolism like the fig tree and wheat or bread, lions and panthers, and perhaps most succinctly, both are indelibly associated with wine and the vine.

Dionysus (AKA the Roman Bacchus) was the God of Wine, and his Bacchanals were the means through which he was worshiped during initiation into the Dionysian Mysteries. Jesus makes the wine flow like water at the wedding in Galilee - his first recorded miracle in the Gospels:

On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus' mother was there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the wine was gone, Jesus' mother said to him, "They have no more wine."

"Dear woman, why do you involve me?" Jesus replied, "My time has not yet come."

His mother said to the servants, "Do whatever he tells you."

Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the Jews for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons.

Jesus said to the servants, "Fill the jars with water"; so they filled them to the brim. Then he told them, "Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet."

They did so, and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into wine. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside and said, "Everyone brings out the choice wine first and then the cheaper wine after the guests have had too much to drink; but you have saved the best till now." --John 2:1-10

Jesus says "I am the vine, you are the branches" and the association of Jesus with the grape vine goes on and on throughout the murals of the cathedrals of Europe. The most holy Christian sacrament is the drinking of WINE and BREAD during communion... the Last Supper.

Of course, the Jesus I was taught about in Sunday school was a chaste virgin, and all things associated with wild partying and Bacchanals were strictly forbidden. It's as if the archetype of Dionysus, the God of expansion, ecstatic love and orgasmic release, went "under cover". I wonder why? Maybe he's edging, holding back the orgasm, building the tension. maybe... he's saving the best till now. Can't hold back that dam forever. The dam WANTS to break...

Burning Up

Seattle's in the grip of a heat wave - 104 today!

3:00 update: Seatac made it to 102 - Seattle's hottest day EVER recorded, but Kirkland hit 111! Turn it up to eleven!!

Jul 27, 2009

Provincetown and Siena Are Twins?

A few days ago, Varen noticed that the Pilgrim Monument in Provincetown, MA is a duplicate (twin) of a tower in Siena, Italia - the Torre del Mangia (Tower of the Eater). I'm writing this while I chow down on a lovely bowl of bow tie pasta...

P-town looms large in gay history, and also in Var's memory. He spent some pretty wonderful summers there, and he STILL talks about Spiritus Pizza as if it was some kind of holy ground. On the other side of the coin, I have personally been in Siena during the Palio (horse race: Read C Horses) and considering my love/hate relationship with Italy and the Church, it is an interesting conjunction of symbols.

Dev has been digging into the history of John Dee, the Harry Potter of Elizabethan England, and article no. 9 is about the Armada's (foiled) Spanish attack on England. The heraldic symbol of Spain is the twin towers of Heracles (read In the Shadow of Giants) loosely tied together by a scroll with the saying "Plus Ultra".

Tying and bow ties are bound together at Gosporn (read The Holy Tugboat), mostly due to Jesus saying "for my yoke is easy and my burden is light". Or in other words, "my joke is simple and my burden is enlightenment". Always yucking it up, that boy.

I was over visiting some A Gay friends (rarely invited, since I'm currently on the B, or, probably D list, but that's another story) and he's got a stunning dining room table held together with butterfly joints, making a classic bow tie.

I mention how the "bow tie" is a powerful symbol for me, and the host suddenly goes into this intense 10 minute monologue about the history of this table and how intertwined it is with his life and realized I was watching him doing a synchromystic channelling? *shaking head* Anyway.....

Back to those towers. They've been encrusted with considerable (and dubious?) symbolism over the years, however they were originally built not as mere symbolic obelisks, but as functional watch towers, so you could have a bit of warning if a neighboring city-state was coveting your grapes or maidens. Now, remember that faggots (eunuchs) are the traditional guardians of the royal household, and you will perhaps sense a tie-up.

Jul 24, 2009

All Hands On Deck!

We're rebuilding our outside deck this summer. The old one is rotten beyond repair, so it's getting demolished and then rebuilt. The deck rebuild is becoming a project of mythic proportions, because of course, to Gosporn, "The Deck" represents... "the world": a rickety platform of ancient and dubious construction, rotten to the core, and bound to collapse at any moment!!

"The Deck" is a powerful Western American metaphor. It's where we have our Sunset Magazine suburban experiences. We barbecue, we gather, we celebrate, and it all happens on Deck.

In Kirkland there has been a recent spate of deck collapse disasters (flaming barbecues falling on hapless hamburger grillers... you get the drift), so these days, getting a re-building permit is like visiting the Draconian home world. But after dotting and crossing all my i's and t's, the plans were vetted, and Yay! A permit was granted! I felt like Shiva at the Divine Council, asking for an Earth rebuilding permit! "OK, but what's your re-building plan? We don't like the same mistakes made twice!!"

So today I'm catching up on my favorite summer reading: 'The Summer of '81' at the Evolution Forum, and he links to this ancient vid of Captain America II "Death too Soon" (circa 1979), who foils the bad guys by bringing down the twin pillars holding up The Deck!? Yo! Samson! (great hair, BTW)

The contractor arrived today to unload his tools, and he was driving a blue Ford: license plate starting with 911... Samson/Shiva, it's nice to finally meet you.


NOTES: Doug at Unnatural Devotions gave us a few pics of the workmen on his neighbor's deck last June. They're digging into a pot labeled "Next Step".

Jul 22, 2009

Shave and a Haircut

Got my hair cut today, way past due. Lots of gay bloggers are posting sexy barber pics lately.

Considering Farrah's infamous haircut and also Michael Jackson's "hair on fire" incident ("How about a little fire, Scarecrow?") it makes me wonder. The hair symbol goes all the way back to Genesis, when the angels/Watchers were attracted to the daughters of men, because of their... hair. And over the ages hair has certainly played a major mythic role, from Samson to Rapunzel. One story I find most interesting is of King David's beautiful but rebellious son, Absolom, known especially for his gorgeous hair. He probably had lots of fights with his dad about getting a hair cut.

Hair is a good Ego signifier - and it's interesting that in the army, the first thing that gets cut off is your hair. A bit of your ego probably goes with it.

For some reason, I keep thinking of Judge Doom from 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit?' He always called out his victims with a rhyme that no 'toon could resist: "Shave and a haircut".

Jul 20, 2009

Grail Racing Part II

It looks like the 33rd running of the America's Cup is set to be a Gosporn wet dream.

First of all, the Prize: a pearl of unusual price. The original cup was won from England by the black-hulled schooner yacht America, back in 1851. Considering the vast sums of money spent on this cup over the centuries, one wonders about its symbolic significance to the players. Does the cup represent the Masonic Holy Grail, whatever that may actually be? Read Grail Racing Part I for background.

As of this summer, the legal wrangling is coming to an end. Team Alinghi of Switzerland has been arm wrestled into accepting Team Oracle as a legitimate challenge, and despite every effort to control all aspects of the race, is being forced to design and build an equivalent 90' monster multihull - an enormous white catamaran. The race is already being called the Battle of the Titans, Godzilla vs. King Kong.

As long time Gosporn readers already know, the black trimaran represents Shiva and his/her Ego Destroying weapon - the trident. The Oracle's all carbon (building blocks of life) vessel was built in Bellingham, WA, and WA is home base to the black trident wielding submarine base, on Hood Canal. The nukes aboard the Trident sub represent the Ark of the Covenant - an all powerful destructive force. Ark = Weapon = Destroyer = Joshua = Shiva.

In the other camp is the Defender. The Swiss Guard are the white cross bearing defenders of the Catholic Church. So quite perfect that Team Alinghi patron is Ernesto Bertarelli, currently of Switzerland, but of Italian descent.

I personally tend to side with the Defender archetype (my tribal nature), and often I find myself coming to the defense of rather ancient and outmoded ways of looking at the world, because I can see some deep wisdom there. But in this case, I side with the Destroyer. When it comes to ultimate control of the Ultimate Grail, the status quo simply will not do. May the Best Man win.

The Defender sees his salvation. Note the Tripura (666?) in his logo cap - the three demonic citadels - targets of Shiva's trident.

Jul 19, 2009

Copernicus the Baptist

Via Geekology:

Element 112 Gets Official Name

That's right folks, the recently recreated element 112, which was temporarily known as Ununbium, has finally got it's official name. And it is, drumroll please....Copernicium! Named after Nicolaus Copernicus, the decision was a throwback to honor one of the world's greatest wizards (suck it, Harry!)

"By choosing to honor the father of the heliocentric solar system, element 112 discovery team leader Sigurd Hofmann wanted to avoid the divisive names selected for past elements, salute an influential scientist who didn't receive any accolades in his own lifetime, and highlight the link between astronomy and Hofmann's own field of nuclear chemistry.

The idea was to go backwards, to honor someone who was not greatly honored in his lifetime," said Hofmann. "[Copernicus] had to be very careful when he was publishing his works. His book was published the day of his death. He was afraid to make his announcements during his lifetime, so he wasn't honored when he was alive." -popsci

Reminds a bit of another famous wizard.

Great Scott!

Jul 18, 2009

Noah Armstrong

Given my fascination with all things Noah, rainbows and the deluge, today's image from Anti-heroes seems right on target. Remember all the Armstrong synchs from June. Lance Armstrong is on the cover of Outside magazine with this piquant quote: "Pardon my French, but !@#$ them."

Lance is another euphemism for male genitalia, and he is obviously saying "fuck them". !@#$ is 1234 on the keyboard, which is the first time I've considered that fuck = 1234. Jeff Fairhall said that FUCK was the name of G*D - the true tetragrammaton - the ultimate four letter word.

My dad was a master at "shooting the moon" - a daring play in the game of hearts (AKA Black Lady, Black Maria, etc).

Jul 17, 2009

To Tell the Truth

It's been a month of lunacy, that's for sure. First the 40th anniversary of Stonewall, then the deaths of Farrah and Michael J. (the Moonwalker) right ahead of the 40th anniversary of Apollo 11.

Today has been a strange day of personal synchs, so many that I finally just stopped recording. Walter Cronkite, "The most trusted man in America", also died today - 7/17. Walter was the one who presided over the moonshot, or in other words, was its "high priest".

Last winter, I was backed into a corner by the synchs and forced to admit that the lunar landing could have been, maybe even probably was... hoaxed. Read High Noon.

So considering that the most revered cultural event in the modern American mythos might, in fact, be untrue got me to thinking. That lunar landing was entirely mediated, as was the career of our late King of Pop. Michael Jackson's "moonwalk" dance was, in fact, a clever illusion. And what better way to achieve a believable illusion than to employ the most trusted man in America?

Actually, Jesus is the most trusted man in America. So as long as you can get his OK stamp, anything goes. If Jesus really IS the risen Son of God, you'd think he'd be a bit pissed-off right about now, given all the blatant copyright infringement.

I'm Jesus.

No, I'm Jesus.

No, really... I'm Jesus.

Will the REAL Jesus please stand up?

Walter is also my middle name, and it's interesting how he died, just before the 40th anniversary of the Lunar Landing. He is perhaps resonating Moses, who also died before crossing the River Jordan. He never made it to the moon. I don't intend to make the same mistake.

He and Aaron gathered the assembly together in front of the rock and Moses said to them, "Listen, you rebels, must we bring you water out of this rock?" 11 Then Moses raised his arm and struck the rock twice with his staff. Water gushed out, and the community and their livestock drank.

But the LORD said to Moses and Aaron, "Because you did not trust in me enough to honor me as holy in the sight of the Israelites, you will not bring this community into the land I give them." --Numbers 20:10-12

Man on the Moon - via "Ensign in Red", uploaded June 22, 2008

Jul 15, 2009

Head Over Heels

A huge earthquake rocked parts of the South Island last night. It was followed by violent aftershocks felt as far north as Wellington. GNS recorded the quake as 6.6 magnitude at 9.22pm followed 20 minutes later by a 6.1 magnitude. --NZ Herald

Image via Black Dog Star

Given the curious happenings in L'aquila (the eagle), a devastating earthquake, a G-8 meeting, the unveiling of a new global currency (Unity in Diversity), and the Italian peninsular "boot", it is interesting to find a similar quake in a similarly boot-shaped country, albeit a "mirror image" of the first.

Goro called 2009 "the year of the foot" but for me, that year was 2002. I had made a play for a design job, attempting to go over the head of a friend and colleague. Martin and I had worked together for years at the same company and given that we were both the same age and both gay, we had lots of fun together, especially on corporate road trips to various boat shows. Later on, I was a well paid contractor, while Martin remained a company man, and anyway, I made a play for his job, and he calls me and lets me know how hurt and angry he is about it, and I manage to turn it all around and blame HIM for being arrogant, vain, etc. But it's interesting, because Martin's accusations really did sting, and I even contracted a major case of gout in my right foot over the incident.

I became a "lame god" (Hephaestus - the God of Artisans, etc.) over this petty betrayal, and let me tell you, gout is seriously painful: tiny crystalline sandpaper in your joints - a rather perfect punishment for the over-indulgent and the proud. You'll note that the New Zealand foot is broken - lame. Martin was also of Italian descent and Catholic, and it is interesting that these quakes all fall on fault lines. Who's fault?

Jul 12, 2009

The Double Header

He also forced everyone, small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on his right hand or on his forehead, so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of his name.

Trader Joe's gave me a $66.60 receipt on June 18 (click to enlarge). I snapped a pic of the two bottles of wine I happened to buy, because wine labels are like little synch bombs, waiting to go off, and this one exploded on July 10.

The bottle on the left is cheap Italian swill, with a double-headed eagle crest: Aquila D'oro (Golden Eagle). Bottle on the right: Tres Pinos (Three Pines).

L'aquila, Italy, recent victim of a devastating earthquake. Poseidon, also called the "earth-shaker" strikes his three-pronged trident on the ground. Black Dog Star recognizes the "red cross" label, or "mark" of the occasion.

L'aquila becomes the site of July G-8 shenanigans which include the July 10 unveiling of a potential new gold standard: the Global Currency.

Now, recall that my previous "mark" was given to me at the Seattle Boat Show, implying the Catholic Church in cahoots with the Beast (I'm shocked. Shocked!) So no surprise at all to find the Pope (showing his fancy red and gold Templar cross) laying the ground work for a Global Economic Authority, just prior to the landing of La Golden Eagle. And curiously, we'll be celebrating the 40 year anniversary of the (alleged) landing of the Eagle on the moon - July 20.

Newspaceman had this tidy sum-up:

Jul 11, 2009

Chipping In

I was going through some old pics and I found this: evidence of my mind-controlled "chipping". I don't remember exactly when this happened (missing time!) but it was probably in 2006. I had Var take pics. Note the "gray" t-shirt, obviously not my first encounter with the Demon Barber?

Note the infamous "cow lick".

Jul 9, 2009

The Boulevard of Broken Dreamliners

I've been having some interesting dreams lately, a few were about UFO's, which are always fun (at least, in my dreams). Many interesting synapse firings and synchs over the past several weeks about dreams and dreaming. I guess I'm taking the idea that the will of God is found inside the Dreaming Mind very seriously.

June 22: The character Tug (Tug synchs with the 'tug boat' and the 'tractor beam' - Jesus/Borg Queen pulling us to him) has dreams about muscle growth in the story 'Summer of '81: All I have to do is dream'.

June Automobile magazine says to 'Dream Big'.

June 24: Doug at Unnatural Devotions wrote a poem: Morpheus Has Fled.

June 23: Esperanto Girl (oops, Grrl) ( interviewed Ukrainian bodybuilder Konstantin Ruzanov (Enormous pecs... have I told you how much I LOVE huge pecs?):

EG: You're from the Ukraine, what made you come to the United States?

KR: The American Dream...

It all came to a head on June 24 when Boeing announced a "stunning delay" in the new 787 - the Dreamliner:

The words "much delayed" are beginning to attach themselves to the Boeing 787 as if they are part of the brand name. On Tuesday came perhaps the most stunning delay of all: postponement of a first flight intended to show the world that the much-delayed Dreamliner was finally ready for prime time. --Seattle Times

Always coming, never quite here... reminds me of the Second Coming.

July 8: Boeing No-Strike Ultimatum

Boeing is laying down an ultimatum to its biggest union: Unless a long-term agreement barring strikes by the Machinists is reached by this fall, Boeing will build a second production line for the 787 someplace outside Washington. --Seattle Times

If Boeing (Being?) is building the DREAMLINER, then in Gosporn symbolism, the company is playing the role of the Id - the Dreamweaver - God. I'm all for unions, but honestly, the Boeing Machinists have it unbelievably good, especially considering the general collapse of the economy. They strike hard and they strike often, and it almost seems like they don't care about the company's overarching goals, as long as they get their generous share. Are the Machinists playing the part of God's long-term "employees"?

On a previous visit to NYC (New Jerusalem), I met an amazing person. He was a friend of the family, and he was the kind of guy that anyone would admire if not envy. Young, handsome, charming and Jewish, with a very well paying job on Wall St. - and he claimed to have NEVER had a dream his whole entire life!! He seemed to be a little bothered by it, but he sure knew all the latest movies. Perhaps Hollywood makes his dreams now.


Saul said. "The Philistines are fighting against me, and God has turned away from me. He no longer answers me, either by prophets or by dreams..."


Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Green Day.

Jul 7, 2009

Over Pass

"Lamp poles were knocked down on the cloverleaf overpass of the highway just west of the Pentagon, on which traffic was stalled at the time of the attack." -- 911 research

It's been the strangest of Junes - capstoned with the deaths of Farrah and MJ, both channeling a variety of Nephilim genetics - all on the same day - 5x5. Goro Adachi covers most of the bases in his Moonwalker Prophecy but still, I have the oddest feeling that there is yet one more shoe to drop. It all ties into Noah and the Flood, and how gay people have somehow become the "standard bearers" of the Covenant. In itself a very queer concept, because the Flood was all about angelic tampering with the genetic code, children, bloodline, inheritance, all things to which we "eunuchs" are more or less strangers - the "dry tree".

And God said, "This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth." --Genesis 9:12-16

I was at the grocery store yesterday, buying eggs and vegies, didn't have quit enough cash for all of it, so I had to "leave behind" one head of broccoli at the checkout. Broccoli is a "cruciform vegetable", and remember how George Bush Sr. famously hated broccoli. Albert "Cubby" Broccoli was the producer of the James Bond franchise, so plenty of interesting synchs that day in the local Red Apple grocery.

Today, the post man delivered mail to both mailboxes on either side of us, but strangely "passed over" ours.

Ever since the Pride Parade, we have a rainbow flag sitting in a little hand blown blue vase, an Xmas gift from Varen's former landlord. I asked him about it tonight, he said she brought it back with her from a trip to Geneva... of course.

One thing about God is that he doesn't seem to have a very good memory. He needs a reminder in the clouds so that he doesn't destroy us again?!! I suppose history, and memory, is a left brain thing. I dunno, but it might be a good idea to keep a rainbow around the house right now - a little reminder?

Art by HvH

Red Shirt Day

I've seen nothing but red shirts today. Morning dog walk: red T on jogger, and two more red T's on two women. Evening dog walk: solid red lycra biker. Blazing Hot Guys: this one. I have one red T-shirt, it didn't get washed with the other shirts today because it always bleeds. Curious.

Jul 6, 2009

Born (Again) on the Fourth of July

Var and I spent Independence Day out on Hood Canal (in MASON county), an appropriate venue for this most Masonic of holidays - the celebration of Ego over Id - the Fall. As the evening progressed, private fireworks displays from dozens of waterfront manors lit up the sky, and eventually a haze of smoke covered the water, partially obscuring the full moon reigning above.

The fireworks reminded us of Ewoks celebrating the destruction of the second Death Star (another "small moon") in Star Wars, that earlier Great Rebellion. 'Independence Day' - the hugely successful alien invasion movie of 1996, is yet another brilliant metaphor of the Ego's struggle with the Id, and I dare say that ALL alien invasion movies represent the same thing: the Ego's illusory fear of death. A local church reader board shared these words of wisdom:

"The price of liberty is eternal vigilance"

The strain appears to be showing. Another great alien invasion movie - Invasion of the Body Snatchers - has people falling victim to Ego destroying alien spores as soon as they fall asleep, and as we all know, sleep is the gateway to the Dreaming Mind - the Id. I am as locked in my Egoic "fortress of solitude" as anyone, but even still, I have hope. Perhaps the alien invader will find a way of rescue...

"They're here already! You're next!"

Jul 1, 2009

The Greatest American Hero

I've been reading a delightful series of stories on the Evolution forum - The Summer of 1981, by Padraig. The story takes place on an idyllic island in Puget Sound (close to home), and since it is set in the summer of '81, it includes songs and TV shows from the era, including this one:

The Greatest American Hero starred William Katt (the classic California boy), Connie Sellecca (New Jersey all the way), and Robert Culp, the eternal secret agent. Katt auditioned for the role of Luke Skywalker in 1977.

I had forgotten that our red-suited hero got his powers from a UFO. The ship looks a lot like a ring, or perhaps a crown?

The symbol on Ralph's uniform resembles the Chinese character "center" [中]. As the symbol is red in color, Hong Kong television station TVB called the Cantonese-dubbed version of the show [飛天紅中俠], translated to mean "Flying Red Center Hero". It also resembles a winged creature, perhaps a butterfly.

Katt briefly appeared in Heroes season 3, "The Butterfly Effect".

Butterflies are also symbolic of "Monarch" mind control, homos, transformation, and Anteros, the "twin" brother of Eros, who is also a prominent symbol of London.

The theme song "Believe It or Not" was more popular than the show, reaching No. 2 in Billboards Top 40 list on August 15, and 22. It's been parodied many times, perhaps most famously by Michael Moore in Fahrenheit 9/11, Moore used it to underscore the famous scene where President George W. Bush landed on the aircraft carrier USS Abraham Lincoln and declared the end of major combat operations in Iraq.

This Youtube fan video is 1:44 minutes long, and was uploaded by "Borgqueen", who is 22 years old - from Oztralia. That butterfly be seriously flappin' her wings.

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